I think it's finally becoming a lot easier on me, for me to act respectable and more decent on my way towards Ascension.
I have truly been fighting ills, and these ills will kill us all if we let them get the best of us.
It's difficult to have respect for yourself, when others think they know exactly what's going on and decide to diagnose you and treat you with distance.
I'm not interested in anybody's excuses because we all have lives that call us Non-Stop. Every excuse is legitimate, as legitimate as the people that are there to help in the time of need. I'm not one to always rise to the occasion, as sometimes I am incapacitated, but at other times I can and I'm trying to become that guy again... and it's been a hell of a journey.
I am no longer scared of death and I saw the glimpse of the great beauty and promise to come.
We are each hear of the spirit with a single perspective and unique, but when we cross the threshold we return to source and we are all of the same Spirit and of the same perspective which is All-Seeing, all-knowing... But it is not of the three dimensional realm that we understand.
It is somewhat equatable but our words are a disservice and only offer The Listener to think that, and trust me I've looked into all of your eyes when you've listened to me thinking, you're a f****** lunatic. I can hear your thoughts through your body language. You change the aura in the energy around your whole body as it distorts and doesn't that change the space-time shape into a frequency that's reverberating with less love as opposed to more? There's some physicists out there, they can put that into some formulas for you and we will make some proofs on a quantum computer to show us where our thinking is flawed and we will figure out the rest in time, but I'm telling you today !
I love cycling growing up. I worked in a bicycle shop. The owner's son, and the owner was a very good friend of mine and a very fine man from my perspective for a very long time in my life too. The son murdered his father oh, and on an evening where I had dropped him off and was the last to see him. Well, we are all cycling... together still. There is nothing more personally devastating in my life, but there's other incredible tragedy not to be discounted whatsoever. I don't quantify by action I quantify by what happened to the soul within me and this event almost made me kill myself with alcohol because the pain was so bad I couldn't understand anything and I lost my desire to live and be fruitful and I thought everything just such a f****** joke and a waste.
...and then I'm very close to the Pentagon on 911 and it gets hit and I knew it's just time to roll man it's time to run like a mother f*****.
My first memory was a plane crash and I instantly knew that Dick Schramm was dead. I didn't know the man that day but I know who he is today through Modern reporting and recordation. I was born in the very last week of 1967. This happened in either June or July of 1969 if my memory serves me correct. This is the first indelible memory I have and it is super traumatic. I don't recall ever talking about it with my family. I think maybe we were sworn to secrecy not to talk about it around me LOL ...the truth is we probably all just knew it's not something to talk about because in honor to others...
And it's an instant like that, we change... I pray for the better and I pray for that man soul.
Something happened in another family that sewed the seeds to tragedy. I will never know those exact details. We all understand the result and its magnitude and have tragic it is. There's a reason we are not to see poor seed. Do you see this message, in plain English?
I was molested growing up, and there was a time where I wanted to take that man's life by my own hands. I'm in no way ignorant in any of the regards of which I speak, very sadly. in the perpetrator doing this in the house of my airborne ranger Colonel father ! It seems that only the more wholesome an area the more likely the evil lurking. That's okay cuz I fear not death a single bit today. You try to bring me to source and take me from this place where you don't like the goods that is done because you think you rule this space. You are very sadly mistaken.
Can you forgive?
Can you truly wash your hands of a debt or where there is hatred and walk away and never let it affect the spirit within that reads these words ? Tell me your answer to that.
I'm trying to learn how, but it's tearing my heart up.
The Walk of forgiveness is a cold black walk that could be a brisk jog towards Eden, but I've beaten myself down hard along this way.
I watched so many walked by and didn't give a s***...
You thought I couldn't see or I was incapacitated but no you not who I Am yet ???
Tell me you haven't been that Spirit too?
I'm personally really sorry to each of you. I've been learning a much better way.
There are many principled religions with many guides to help you along your way, find that one which makes you, you, the better soul within.
Let's be more beautiful people together as we ascend.
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